fallen angels


United States
40° 51' 43.8444" N, 73° 53' 9.636" W

a person's life was taken before their time
never had a chance to spend not even a dime
a person was hit by car by a drunken driver
didn't even cross to get to the other side of the street
a person was struck by a bullet
heading back home from a house party
a person was contrated with HIV
in her mind, body, and soul, she was an MVP
a person gets shot for no reason
it was justify that it was self-defense
although they are not here physically
they are still alive spiritually
all the hideous acts that took the lives of innocent ones
the fallen angels will follow and whisper quietly "remember me"
the fallen angels will cast their presence more felt that someone wanting love
the voices echoes karma is a bitch to one ear
so overwhelming in which the person will go so deaf, that he won't resurrect to the sense call hear
for those with no sympathy will receive no empathy

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